Saturday, October 22, 2011

More photos - The Spanish/Arab influence in old Miami

Freedom Tower by day, originally built to house the now-defunct
"Miami News" and known as "The News Building"
Biltmore Hotel in Coral Gables
Giralda Tower in Seville, Spain
So we have two buildings in Miami that are designed after an ancient minaret in Seville (been there, seen it).
Koutoubia Mosque in Marrakesh, Morocco, a model for the Giralda
Cupola atop Freedom Tower

Friday, October 21, 2011

Later

Watching two new shows tonight: "The Dead Files" (on Travel) and "My Extreme Animal Phobia" (on Animal Planet). Lucas might like that one (except for the commercials).

Watching the first one now. (I do believe in spooks!)

Good show.

Now we're watching the other one.
That was good too.

E. called after he got home from work. He was lounging on his furniture that was finally moved in today. I'll call him when I get up tomorrow and drive up there to see how the place looks now. He wants my opinion on some of the furniture placement.

Now I'm kind of watching "Sanctuary" on SyFy. Never seen it. Kind of interesting.

TGIF!!!

Freedom Tower, across from the entrance to the Port of Miami
G*d, what a week! Glad it's over (even though the supervisor will not be returning till next Wednesday, per an email from her today). (Her husband has another medical appointment.) She also emailed a photo of herself in the snow, holding a snowball. She'd never seen snow before. (She's from Cuba.)

Big hairy project at work got done in the nick of time. I'd been afraid it might drag on through the weekend.

Today I got an email from the bank that's handling the refinance, asking me to notify them to "proceed," which I did. I've looked over some of the documents - they appear to be accurate. One form has to be filled out by the condo office. I'll stick that in the office mailbox and ask them to tape it to my door after they've filled it out.

So, E. got his furniture today. Hope to see the apartment again this weekend.

No gym tonight. Got home too late, since I was late to work and made up the time. Huge traffic jam this morning from north of Omni to the Freedom Tower, so I got off the bus at the MacArthur Causeway and walked. Enough exercise for the day (it's almost a mile). (I did beat the bus to the stop where I usually get off.) They're building a tunnel from the Port of Miami to the causeway (which connects to I-95), which will relieve a lot of the traffic downtown.

Forgot to put on the hoodie before I left the building this morning. A little chilly. Could have used it on the cold bus home. (I was lucky enough to get a warm seat at the back, over the engine.)

The Rubio story is all over MSNBC.
MacArthur Causeway
(Whereas the Freedom Tower has been lit up pink for Breast Cancer Awareness Month,
this is the Causeway's regular lighting)


Thursday, October 20, 2011

Later

Today was the first day in many moons that I left for work wearing a jacket (a zip-up hoodie, to be exact, an old gift from E.'s). It was in the low 60s. (Right now it's 67 and going down to 62 tonight.) I have the slider cracked open for the cats. Lucas is out on the terrace now.

Pretty lousy TV tonight. New "Selling LA" and "Selling New York." A young Canadian couple are planning to flip an apartment in Manhattan, et al., etc. (You can still "flip" real estate in Manhattan (at "Main Street's" expense) - in LA not so much.) Vain, bloodless shows, almost shameless considering what's going on in the rest of the country.

On that note... Today I received by UPS a packet of papers for the government-backed refinance of my now "under water" condo. Will go through that over the weekend.

[Later] E. called after he'd got home from work. Tonight I was actually expecting it. He was listening to music on my boom box. Tomorrow he gets the rest of his furniture moved in. Can't wait to see the place again. Today his parents came over and put up a nice-looking black-out curtain on his bedroom window, which he needed. (Big bright window in there - bad for sleeping in the daytime, however.)

Marco Rubio’s compelling family story embellishes facts, documents show

He's a fraud. From The Washington Post here.
During his rise to political prominence, Sen. Marco Rubio frequently repeated a compelling version of his family’s history that had special resonance in South Florida. He was the “son of exiles,” he told audiences, Cuban Americans forced off their beloved island after “a thug,” Fidel Castro, took power.

But a review of documents — including naturalization papers and other official records — reveals that the Florida Republican’s account embellishes the facts. The documents show that Rubio’s parents came to the United States and were admitted for permanent residence more than 2 1/2 years before Castro’s forces overthrew the Cuban government and took power on New Year’s Day 1959.

The supposed flight of Rubio’s parents has been at the core of the young senator’s political identity, both before and after his stunning tea-party-propelled victory in last year’s Senate election. Rubio — now considered a prospective 2012 Republican vice presidential candidate and a possible future presidential contender — mentions his parents in the second sentence of the official biography on his Senate Web site. It says that Mario and Oriales Rubio “came to America following Fidel Castro’s takeover.” And the 40-year-old senator with the boyish smile and prom-king good looks has drawn on the power of that claim to entrance audiences captivated by the rhetorical skills of one of the more dynamic stump speakers in modern American politics.

The real story of his parents’ migration appears to be a more conventional immigrant narrative, a couple who came to the United States seeking a better life. In the year they arrived in Florida, the future Marxist dictator was in Mexico plotting a quixotic return to Cuba.

Rubio’s office confirmed Thursday that his parents arrived in the United States in 1956 but noted that “while they were prepared to live here permanently, they always held out the hope and the option of returning to Cuba if things improved.” They returned to Cuba several times after Castro came to power to “assess the situation with the hope of eventually moving back,” the office said in a statement.

In a brief interview Thursday, Rubio said his accounts have been based on family lore. “I’m going off the oral history of my family,” he said. “All of these documents and passports are not things that I carried around with me.”

He said of his parents: “They were from Cuba. They wanted to live in Cuba again. They tried to live in Cuba again, and the reality of what it was made that impossible.” . . .

The speech drew heavy coverage in Florida, as it was a momentous event. Rubio was the first Cuban American to become speaker of the Florida House. In Florida, being connected to the post-revolution exile community gives a politician cache that could never be achieved by someone identified with the pre-Castro exodus, a group often viewed with suspicion.

When Rubio’s parents left the island, Cuban migration to the United States was a trickle compared with what it would become in the years after Castro’s victory. “The vast majority of people who emigrated in the ’50s went for economic reasons, not for political reasons,” said Maria Cristina Garcia, an expert on Cuban migration at Cornell University. . . .

On Sept. 9, 1975, Marco Rubio’s parents also petitioned for naturalization. Their petitions list the same date of admission to the United States as the petition of Rubio’s brother. It is unclear why Rubio’s parents waited 15 years to seek naturalization.  . . .

Then he pivoted to the theme that had served him so well. “And I think that the direction we’re going in Washington, D.C., would make us more like the rest of the world, and not like the exceptional nation that my parents found when they came here from Cuba in 1959, and the nation they worked in so hard so that I could inherit.”

Thursday night personal

I'll be glad when this week's over, for a lot of reasons - one being that my supervisor has been out on vacation in Colorado. She emailed us today from the Pike's Peak Cog Railway, saying what a great time she was having. (The main reason she and her husband are there is for the husband to get a medical checkup with a specialist who'd treated his prostate cancer a while back.)

No new "Millionaire Matchmaker" tonight. Damn.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Wednesday night personal

No gym tonight. Stayed late at work to make up for the time spent getting the appraisal done. (Fortunately there was stuff for me to do.) I'll get the results of the appraisal in 3 business days.

[Later] Just got a call from E. He was home from work. Tonight he'll be able to enjoy his cable.

He made a point of telling me that the BF had called him up at work tonight and accused him of stealing some of his clothes. E. said he didn't do it  - that they wouldn't even fit (and I'm sure of that, since I've seen the BF on numerous occasions) - and that the BF had probably forgotten he gave some of his clothes away. The BF's a mess. It especially upset E. because he was trying to work. Meanwhile the BF is off to Mexico tomorrow (?) with a trick (?).

E. said he no longer calls the BF (which E. said probably ticks him off) and doesn't see any reason for the BF to call him anymore (most especially at work to provoke him). And, as I mentioned, Monday the BF called him and accused him of stealing his passport. The guy's a prick.

(Still getting used to being back in touch with E. I was watering the cats tonight when I was surprised by the phone ringing.)